You inspire it. Oliver wanted to know everything about what that meant. Was Oliver the best he'd had? Or bad enough that he needed to up his game to compensate? What had his earlier sex life been like? His first time? In both lives, no less. Oliver was hungry to know everything about Sam, about Scott, almost as hungry as he got for his teeth, tongue, hand and cock.

"You're so good," Oliver told him, because once or twice wasn't enough. Not with a talent like this. "You're amazing, you could teach lessons... Fuck, I'm close."